Hmm. Not much to say today. I don’t know what’s gotten into me, it’s like I’ve temporarily lost my blog-babble super-powers. Maybe I’m just too busy thinking about other things.
I’m supposed to teach a class on interior design to a bunch of those girls from that youth thingie where I help out with the 12 to 14 year olds. I have until September to come up with something to talk about. How the heck do you teach that to half a dozen 16 to 18 year olds? I’ve never had any classes in it so I have no clue where to draw the line between being dull and saying, “colors are good,” or launching into a full tutorial on the importance of a good foundation in the history of art and architecture. I’m lost. How much do they want me to teach? Where do they want me to start? What do they want me to cover? I tried to ask the leader this and all she said was, “I don’t know, I’m not good at that design stuff.” I’m so lost.
The event is going to be held in my newly redecorated basement, to supposedly “surround them with design.” That doesn’t help me much, though. I tried to think of a way to create a montage of video clips of rooms created on Trading Spaces and Changing Rooms, then burning it back to a VCD, then I can show it as “The Good, the Bad, and the Tacky”, but is that going too far? Too much work dedicated to something that I only need to use to fill 8 to 10 minutes? I think it’d be good for a laugh, but I’m not sure the other girls would get it.
What was really surreal was Megan, the girl who picked me up on Monday for that girl’s birthday party, went and looked at the basement. Then, in the car, she started asking me for advice on what kind of curtains to put up in her room. That wasn’t the surreal part, that came when I started trying to explain the pros and cons of cornice boards, valances, sliding curtains, or just regular pull-backs. I was going to talk about roman blinds, but then we got interrupted.
How can I cover all this in one activity without boring them to death? Especially now that my blog-babble super-powers have gone on holiday without me.
Or maybe it’s just me. Blogging doesn’t seem the same at the moment. It just feels like disconnected typing, nothing fun or even girly. Is it just me? Or has the Super-Babble just been hidden by my arch-nemesis’ evil Invisibility Ray? Or is it really late and all I can think about is myself as a really stupid super hero, facing down a demented cartoony villain with one of those corny 80s-cartoon maniacal laughs? Ugh, flashbacks of G.I. Joe and the Justice League… Make it stop! 🙂